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The Lord of Glory suffered here,
Before He bled and died;
And here He shed many dear tear,
Before they pierced His side.

Chorus
O! Jesus all my sorrow knew;
While here He lived, and wept and died,
To make our heavens new.

A man of sorrows, He knew grief,
While here He stayed below;
No one to help, or give relief,
- He must take all our woe.

No one knows the sorrow He felt,
- That through His Dear Soul flowed;
When God in Him, for our sins dealt,
And He bore all our load.

Oh, come now with tears in your eyes;
His tears did also flow;
He came down from above the skies,
To bear all of your woe.

While here He stayed some thirty years,
To Him, Eternity;
For He too, did know pain and fear,
With us in Unity.

Oh, come my soul, in sorrow view,
God, Who is your joint heir;
He bore the pain that was due you,
When Jesus suffered there.

In Bethany, His Love did show,
He followed to the tomb;
There, their human sorrow to know,
And there, their grief assume.

In sorrow, with Disciples sat,
To them His Love did flow;
Revealed His Father's will in that
He would have them to know.

In Gethsemane, in sorrow wept,
With tears, and sweat of blood;
There His Father's appointment kept,
When as a Lamb He stood.

They came and took Him by His Will,
For He was God there still;
What was determined, did fulfill,
Though the Son, they must kill;

Finally, nailed Him to a tree,
All around, this did see,
There He suffered for you and me;
To set our spirit free.

And there they placed Him on a hill,
Where He suffered more, still;
Bowed His Head to His Father's Will,
There, all things to fulfill.

Jesus can suffer here no more,
Those suff'rings long are past;
When all our suff'rings, there He bore,
And sin on Him was cast;

But still He knows all of our fears,
Though His sorrow is past;
And still He'll wipe away our tears,
Long as this world shall last.

Chorus

O! Jesus all my sorrow knew;
While here He lived, and wept and died,
To make our heavens new.

* Copyright 2001

O. Allen Bailey